The Debate Seems Unending, The Gossips Of Black Money And White Money, Who Is But A Sadhu And Who Chor? And Who The Sepoy? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
The Debate Seems Unending, The Gossips Of Black Money And White Money, Who Is But A Sadhu And Who Chor? And Who The Sepoy?
The debate seems to be unending,
Who has black money
And who has white money
And where is it
The hidden treasure?
My God, where to search,
In which lime stone powder
And small brick built
Older mansions,
In the foundation wall
Or the side walls?
Who but a sadhu and who a chor
And who a sepoy,
Difficult to understand it,
The fact is the sepoy too a chor,
Here none a sadhu?
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